So, Michelle was winding our grandfather clock over the weekend and the itty-bitty suspension spring broke, dropping the pendulum to the bottom of the clock.
Being the intrepid souls we are, we took the clock apart to see if we could fix things. Luckily, we had a spare suspension spring in with the clock paperwork, and we did manage to get that installed after both of us threatened to utter some swear words.
But clocks being clocks, there's more to it than that.
Right now, we're struggling to figure out how to get the pendulum hung from the spring without it interfering with the chime bars, which are kind of essential to a grandfather clock's charm.
Not being total idiots, we've stopped tinkering and are trying to locate a clock repair person to help us go the rest of the way.
And we'll have to buy some more suspension springs, though the one in the clock did last nearly 50 years.
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